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... and come for a walk with him. Without much conversation he took her a long way, to a poor suburb with which she was little acquainted, and led her to the door of a plainly built Mission-hall, much such ...

... nothing. You see this. He held out a small leather-covered volume, which was fastened by a lock. 1 found it in his room after you had gone. It's a sort of diary-rather an unexpected volume for such a man to have - ...

... thinking thiat the easiest wvo out of his troubles was to make a dramatic exit, when there was a ring at the front door bell, and a minute after the ?? came to announce a-friend of his wife's family; a gentle- ...

... remember, but a vision remained of himself crouching to one side, and of a door flitng back so violently that it threw him against the wall, a vision, too, of a lady sweeping past him with blazing eyes and lips set in scori. That was all, ...

... of a-t',nse of shame at the thoughts which filled my'smind. I moved towards the door. She stopped me. `Who are you going to tell 1 The hoiusekeeper-Mrs. Peddar. Ohl.' This was with a little touch of doubt. Slie's a womian. You're ...

... can po make a good man bad. I doubt it, be lie old on lit young. All tlat you can do is to bring to a head 'dr the badness which is in a bad one. Bernstein, your brother, and I, were born: with a twist in ye vallc. us; ...

... who in- stinctively object to a man who is of a reasonable size. Mly height has been against me more than once. It placed me at a disadvantage then. There was not a creature present in the room who did not look upon me as a sort of raree-slh ...

... I Mr. Welidon assumed a wise expression. The moment after she had given it to me, I made off through the seven-acre wood, which is just above the Thornes' house, then crossed a road and entered some scrubs, through ...

... like a man in a rage: Yes, he just; went. down the service stairs, did Mfr. Philip Lawrence, and a nice sort of a gentleman he is I I was standing in the door. P way, finishing my pipe; when. I saw him com- ing. 'Mr. Lawrence,' I said, ' ...